i am wasted today.
dammit, last night i was invited by a former student of mine to judge at a local battle of bands. i obliged because the kid needed help. it was his first to handle such an event, and so i offered my help.

when i got there at around 7.30p, we found out that out of the 12 bands who confirmed, only four actually arrived and registered: three were from san pablo, and one was from lipa. the cemite-de-fetijos decided to wait out two more bands who confirmed attendance to the event. and that's what we did. a stake out.

and just when we thought things couldn't get any worse, dammit, it rained.

the show was hosted/produced/directed by this obnoxious guy who kept mentioning his roadshow foundation that was featured daw on ABS-CBN and GMA, emphasizing that his guest peroformers for the night "brought honor and prestige to the country." needless to say, i doubted everything the man said.

the rains stopped at around 10.30p. by that time, the performers of the "director" finally appeared after being announced to perform three hours earlier. they were a bunch of transvestites clad in everything else but clothes: one guy wore a thin sheet of chiffon fabric over dark blue, sequin-sparkling panties and bra; another guy wore something out of nora aunor's closet (with matching blonde hair wig to boot); one guy went all the way and wore a one-piece sequined and beaded swimsuit; and the last one, the supposed star, wore a brown shawled piece with feathers emanating from every possible hole on the shirt (a moment of silence for the slaughtered roosters).

you betcha, the whole shenanigan turned into a gay pride parade in late may.

not that i had anything against the guys - believe me, i'm not being prejudicial - but i was shocked to see kids on the surrounding grounds of the make-shift stage (courtesy of the "director's" team - all starry-eyed and marvelling at the loosely-clad men in tight underpants. i was appalled, to say the least.

a little after "their show" of lip-syncing, the bands - all four of them - started to play, and these were pretty good performances. during the announcement of winners, i actually suggested that they joined MUSIKLABAN this year.

anywho, after all remaining ear cartilage was blasted off by ear-numbing bass sounds (not to mention the thubbing sounds in my chest cavity), the battle ended. three of the bands won - and the judges found out that three of the bands were "invited" by the infamous, yup you guessed it, "mr. director."

who knows what other monstrocity this man might bring to this poor community tonight, when he directs the "JAM-boree," as he called it, tonight.

i got back to mader's place at around 2am. i was pooped. but i barely had any sleep because the bed bugs, among other critters, kept me up all dawn. i went hear mass, but didn't finish it because of all the sleep deprivation. when i got home, i bathed, jacked off, then slept.

i woke up an hour later. dammit. 'have spent the rest of the day in the shower. and here in the shop.

i'm chokin', dammit. hey.
(PS: i'm off to puerto galera this coming june 7th with a couple of friends. sana hindi maalon ang dagat. LOL)